Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 6 – Fight Starts

Alvin and Ian look around between Victor and I, beginning to put things together. They’re smart, after all. “You know each other!” Ian says, beaming at me. “Cool!”

Alvin turns his face to me, not relinquishing his grip on his father’s leg. “We like him, Mama! Can he be our uncle, like Mark?” Heat rises to my face. If only they knew how ironic that question is.

“Victor, I -“ I begin, but he interrupts me.

“Evelyn. We need to talk. Now.” His arms are crossed formidably across his chest, a sharp contrast to the two boys sweetly clinging to him.

I nod and bite my lip. “Come on, boys,” I say, putting my hands out to them. They slowly unwind themselves from Victor’s legs and com over to me. I take each by the hand and crouch down so my face is level with theirs. “Give me and Victor a moment, please. Are you hungry? There are some snacks over there.” I point towards the craft services table.

They nod and begin to make their way over to the food, waving to Victor as they go. “Bye, Uncle Victor!”

“We’ll see you soon!”

“Victor…” I say, standing and preparing myself for his rage. But I stop short, again, surprised by the tenderness I see on his face as he watches the boys run away.

“You’re good with them,” he says, watching the two boys grab four donuts, one for each hand.

I shrug. “They’re my sons.”

His face darkens as he looks at me. “Our sons, Evelyn. Come.”

He nods to his Beta – god, it’s been years since I’ve seen someone with a Beta – who gestures towards an open door. We enter the room, which is plain and mostly empty, like an interrogation chamber. Great.

roughly by the arm as soon as he closes the door. “This is the second time your lies have ruined my life. First, you’re responsible for my embarrassment

pulling my arm away. “No one told you to have a f*****g press conference. You could have, I don’t know, woken

against each other,

the greatest betrayal of my life, Evelyn! Keeping my children from me, my sons! I

say, baring my teeth. “My sons.” I am ready to rip him to shreds at the implication that my boys – my life – belong in some way

who could smell them

that my ass hits the table, which slides backwards. “Have stolen from me

willing courage into my words. “You are the one who told me never

Victor says, confusion entering his face

I continue, my rage building, “While I was pregnant, with no

were expelled? You’re…you’re

“As if you didn’t know. It’s your pack, Victor, isn’t it? You know everything that goes on in it?” I mock him here, repeating a line he’s said a thousand

his anger has

“You never picked up! What, Vic. Too busy to check your voicemails?

backs off, thinking. “My secretaries…they

and stand up from the table, straightening my skirt and brushing back my hair. “Whatever, Victor, I don’t want to hear your excuses. The fact is, those children were born to a lone female wolf outside of a pack,” I narrow

in

believe that you found me after I

fake, Evelyn,” Victor hurls the insult at me. “You always have been – ever

every choice I made, from the moment I walked out of Joyce’s room that night, has been the best choice for me. I won’t be shamed for taking what I am

insult off and pulling the door open. He’s got nothing